Sabrina Binte Masud

“How do I make you understand,

Go hush hush, go shh shh

“and mother... Why tell me the story of a tiger,

“That one is empty. The ribs are those giant bones on a full grown ilish, ilish with eggs”, thought Gamcha Miya, staring at Harun's skeletal boy with a ballooned stomach.

I want to write a letter to a woman from a time now past.